Read When You Know It's Real: Siah and Nonie for Free Online

laugh just thinking about it. Yeah, I was a little off in that department. Maybe a little crazy, but fuck, I couldn't stand disrespect, and questioning me was a sign of disrespect.
    This was our empire, and if I made a got damn decision, then it was mine to make, good or bad. I didn't get this far by following another muthafucker’s lead. It was different with Jock, though. I trusted him and always would. He was my man, one hundred grand.
    If he hit me with some guidance or advice, I took that shit to heart, like right now. It didn't mean that my word wasn't final, but Jock knew this business just as well as I did, and he knew me, how I liked our shit to run, and what my expectations were. So when he planned shit out, I usually had no issues rolling with it.
    “So what went down with Nonie last night? She cuss your ass out for that shit you pulled with Royce?” Jock’s goofy ass leaned back and expelled a cloud of smoke.
    I chuckled. “She didn't say shit. She knew better.”
    “Nigga, please, she said something. Nonie don't have a problem speaking her mind, bruh. You might have shut it down, but I know she said something.”
    “You right, but it wasn't anything. She knows I don't give a fuck.”
    “So you just gon’ keep blocking her ass? You know that shit ain't right, Siah.”
    “Me and Nonie are good. We got our own thing. You know how that goes.”
    “No hell, Siah. You’re good. That damn girl loves your crazy ass, but you don't love nobody but your damn self. That shit ain't right, Siah. I keep telling you that.”
    “She's good. I can't be something I'm not, and she knows that. But Nonie don’t want for nothing, and she gets a hell of a lot more of me than any of these other females out here. So we’re good.”
    “Yo, you’re my peoples and you know I’ll roll with whatever decisions you make, but I’m telling you, bruh, Nonie—”
    I burst out laughing. “The fuck, Jock? Why your ass all emotional this morning and shit? You giving relationship advice and worrying about my feelings. The fuck Kizzie do to you last night?”
    Jock’s face got tight and he waved me off. “Man, fuck Kizze. She don't know what the fuck she wants. She still fucking with that lame ass muthafucker.”
    “Oh, I see, this shit isn't about me. This is about the fact that Kizze won't let that nigga go to be on your team.”
    “Bruh, hell no. I’m looking out for your crazy ass, trying to make sure you don't fuck around and lose a good thing to some other muthafucker.”
    I found that statement funny. “Nonie can act like she’s gonna step, but she ain't going nowhere. That's all me, bruh, and if she really thinks I’m going for that, I’ll handle every muthafucker that she thinks she can rock with.”
    “You on some savage, selfish type shit, Siah. You’d rather handle niggas instead of just locking her down.”
    “That shit ain't me, Jock. You know that. I’ll be right for Nonie one day, but right now I’m just living. The best thing I can do is be honest with her about who I am, and that’s what I’m doing. She knows I care about her and I got her no matter what. There isn't anything I won't do for Nonie, and I put that on my mom. She can't deny that.”
    Jock laughed. “I feel you, but on the real, don't fuck around and lose her. In all the years I’ve known your crazy ass, she’s the only one who's been able to handle you. I don't know how the fuck she does that shit, even when I can't, but she does it, and that right there is some shit worth acknowledging.”
    “Man, Nonie don't handle shit. She gets handled.” I had to laugh after the words that came out my mouth because Jock was right. Nonie had me on some other type vibe. She called and I was there, no questions asked. If shit was popping off and I was in one of my psychotic states, a look or a touch from Nonie calmed my ass down. She was the only one who could do that, which I didn't understand, but I guess some things weren't to be